When you snuggle closer
and purr in your sleep,
you are his kitten
When you kneel between his legs
gracefully accepting the band around your throat,
you are his girl
When you squirm across his lap,
your tush rosy red and tingling with intimacy,
you are his brat
When you rub yourself all over him
leaving liquid passion in your trail,
you are his slut
When you devour him deeply, pleasing him,
solely there for his entertainment,
you are his whore
When you growl and strain against your leash,
humping his leg for release,
you are his bitch
When you surrender to his strength, his power,
when you sacrifice your body on the altar of his desire,
you are his prey
When you stay still, quivering, unspeaking,
your only purpose to be used, to be mounted,
you are his female
And still…
When you melt into his arms
and lean your head against his chest
and whisper quietly,
“I am yours”
At that moment,
you own him.
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wow….they all speak to you, and they all seem to mesh together
I really enjoyed reading this, and I promptly sent it off to my Sir so that He can be thrilled by it, too. Thank you for sharing!
That poem feels soooo right.
Thanks.
Peace.
I really enjoyed the rhythm of this.
Can I own air I need to breathe?
Can I own the sun that warms me?
Can I own rain that brings life?
Is it possible to own that which brings me alive?
How can I own you, when all that you do is for me?
How can I own you when I am the satellite caught in your heaven,
held in your orbit?
How can I own you when you are the center that I resonate from?
Something beautiful to be.
WOW… Powerful, Moving, Epic…. WOW
And when you have surrendered all that you are
given all that you have to give
held out your heart for his sacrifice
And when he walks away
the light of the stars die
the heart of the submissive crumbles
her ownership of you was fleeting
if ever at all
but it lives in her very soul
crushed
bruised
battered
but it lives, forever, in her soul
Fans self and goes to sit quietly for a bit…..
Sutch a good girl ☺ sitting quietly over there *goes over and softly strokes her neck as she looks up at me smiling*
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